The Words That Makes You...And Breaks You: Poetry And Thoughts Bind Together
The optimist insists that we live in the best of worlds, the pessimist fears that he is right.
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
Varje dag är en ny utmaning
Var på en arbetsintervju idag på BRC som säljare, känndes helt ok faktist. Hatar dom veckorna det tar innan man får svar :( Annars har dagen varit bra. Jobb imorgon o på Fredag. Känns ändå som man fått rätt sida på livet lite igen. Snackade med exet i Söndags, kändes riktigt skönt så man inte har något osagt. Precis pakat upp väskan med alla grejjer jag haft där hemma oxå, kändes lite tungt. Ingen som vill köpa en Xbox med 4 handkontroller och en fjärkontroll? :) Ikväll blir nog lite Nip Tuck/One Tree Hil/Grey's Anatomy har en hel det att se ikapp :)
Ännu en dikt från dikt dagen :) Enjoy...
Inside my sleeve, I pull out my heart, handing it to you, "careful it's fragile, and easily falls apart."
Extending your arms, you take the heart in your tender warm hands. It falls into a million shattered pieces - on the floor it lands.
You begin to bend down to pick it up, sorrow and sadness in your eyes.
Apologies are not enough.
Looking at you with tears in my eyes, I ask you not to pick up the pieces of a heart that has fallen apart.
I am the one who needs to pick up the pieces of my shattered heart - one by one, piece by piece.
I need to put it together again, some how. some way.
Each piece of my heart has a memory so true. Each piece of my heart has part of you.
You are the one who is leaving to start a new lease on life. I'll just be here on my knees picking up the pieces of a heart that feels like it's being pierced with a knife.
All my tears won't keep you near All my tears won't mend what's not here.
Again I look at you with a whisper in my voice, The only way my heart will mend and finally be complete, is if you and I can come together without being discreet. You see, what we have here and today, helps me face the world, with a love for you that gives a glow - but now, my darling, you made a choice.
My heart is on this floor, shattered and broke. With each piece I pick up - I need to learn to let go.
One Tree Hill fick en att känna massa jobbiga saker :( *snyft*
Name: Andreas Home: Skåne, Sweden About Me: Andreas Zetterqvist, 26 years old, hetrosexual. Three passions are present in my life: music, writing and my gf. Music represents the essence of my being, writing represent the expression of my soul, my gf keeps me sane. Laughter keeps my heart light and intact. Thinking keeps my juices flowing. Friends mean the world to me. But trust is something I give to selected few. No one has 100% of my trust. Very few have something close to it. I don't look like a supermodel.
And I'm fine with that now at this time of my life because
in my own way, I have a beauty that surpasses all these so-called beautiful people. And I'm not being cocky, just showing some much needed confidence. I have a major in network technology, but confined my future with sales. I'm a poet for a few years. I like to think I'm a lot of different things. But for sure I'm a good boy with class, who's a sweetheart and down to earth. But God bless you if you mess with me because I'm a force
to be reckoned with. I think birthdays and holidays are special and I think writing is the best way of therapy. I'm honest because I've spent too many years hiding. So if you want to get to know me better, just ask. Or read on. Visitors: See my complete profile
There are many races in life but in the end the only race is with yourself. Everyone's choice begins with a dream, because with dreams everything is possible.
